All Chapters of Celestial Bodies: of Runts and Lycans: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Third persons POVWater dripped off the cave ceiling as the man who was once an ordinary rogue gathered his belongings to make the journey set upon him. Word had it that the runt was spotted at the Paramount Pack. It was his duty to either retrieve her or retrieve a pack member willing to help get further intel on the pack. The runt was originally spotted with the captive upon his taking. Initially not much thought was given to the small wolf but after several years of no results, a search was sent out for her. She was occasionally spotted but never stayed in one spot long enough to retrieve her. Orders were updated within the previous month to grab her on site but then she made her way to the Paramount Pack and seemed to gather protection from the large pack.Making his way out of the cave, he nodded to the other failed experiments along the way who stood guard or made their way to their own duties for the day. The organization of rogues, now experiments, had grown over the years at a

Xavier's POVHer lips are softer than I'd imagined they'd be. I thought there would be a slight roughness to them from how much she bites her lips but there was no such feeling. Her movements were hesitant initially but once I began to kiss her back she responded fully. She pushed herself closer to me, not letting any air between us. I tightened my hold on her, not letting her pull away even if she wanted to. My other hand found its way into her hair, gripping it softly. My tongue swipes the seam of her lips, asking for entrance as our legs shift to tangle into one another. Her little tongue peaks out and meets mine briefly before she gasps at the feeling. I tighten my hand in her hair as my tongue makes its way past her lips, feeling every corner of her mouth. Her hands make their way from my shoulders to my hair, both hands gripping the sides of my hair shakily. I pull back after another moment, leaning my forehead against hers. She's blushing and panting, it's the sexiest thing I'v

Celeste's POVThe pack remained eerily quiet as every house and inch of the pack was inspected. Xavier stood behind me, arm around my waist, as he linked with his warriors to confirm what we already knew. Christopher is gone. The guard to the cellars was found disoriented, saying she was struck on the head and must have passed out. She said as soon as she awoke, she linked her mate who rushed over and investigated, finding Christophers cell empty, shackles picked open. No accompanying scent was found but there was no way he got out on his own. So either it was an inside job or it was one of the scentless rogues. Xavier is extremely upset, his form more tense than mine. A member of his pack got hurt and we believe a rogue made it essentially to the middle of the grounds without detection. His thumb stroked up and down the bare skin at the edge of my shirt and I used those sparks to tether me to sanity. He could be coming after me. He could be working with the rogues now, with Malum. .

Celeste's POVI go to my room after helping clear the table, Zay offering to do the dishes. I thanked her before going upstairs. Erin and David had said they wanted to walk the pack grounds before it got dark out, giving me the perfect getaway.I grab a book from my nightstand before settling myself in bed and turning on the TV for some background noise. Hours go by before a knock comes to my door, Xavier's scent on the other side. "Come in," I call out gently while bookmarking my page. Xavier's face is grim. "What's wrong?" My blanket falls from around my shoulders as I go to him, grabbing his hand in mine."They lost the trail, Christopher is officially lost." My shoulders slump."So what do we do now?""We make some more calls, keep doing what we've been doing in trying to track the rogues back to Malum." I nod, knowing that that trail has been leading us nowhere."I'm sorry, Xavier." He sighs and pulls me to him, our chests colliding softly as I burrowed my head into his shirt."Do

Third Person POVThe sky was dark as the two figures made their way towards the mountain they'd been trekking towards for four days now. The werewolf stumbled, no longer used to the forest grounds like he once was only so many years ago. The experiment walked like he'd walked this path a hundred times, and perhaps he had. "We're almost there." The two approached a house, seemingly built into the side of the mountain. The house was cutesy, much to the werewolf's surprise. Blue shingles and a white exterior, it had a flower garden in the yard out front. It was the only house for miles yet it seemed perfectly placed against the mountain, as if a perfect retreat from the outside world. The werewolf was surprised when the experiment began to head towards the house. The front door opened silently and the inside was just as cute as the outside, with blue furniture that had little frilly pillows and decorative blankets. The werewolf's eyes furrowed. The two walked through the house, into a ki